Relation to other stories: Stand alone.

Disclaimer: Characters aren't owned by me, just appearing in my story featuring the characters of Mutant X.

In Your Dreams

Shalimar smiled as she watched the psionic slowly slide her naked body into the hot tub beside her. She let out a sigh of relief as she felt the water suddenly heat up at her entrance. Emma let her body slowly slide down next to the ferals as her skin brushed over every inch of Shalimar's. Shalimar grinned up at the psionic as her smooth thigh brushed its way down across her own igniting a spark of desire inside the ferals belly. As Emma sunk herself down to the seat she moved her hips until she was sitting as close to the feral as she could. Shalimar held her breath and hoped the psionic didn't notice her trembling at her touch.

"This is perfect, isn't it?" Emma asked as she hung her head back in relaxation.

"Uh hmmm," Shalimar answered in a slight moan. She never wanted to move from the psionics company or unbelievable touch. She felt her eyelids beginning to close but quickly reopened them as she felt Emma's fingers beginning to walk their way up her calves. She smiled to alert the psionic she offered no protest. Soon enough, Shalimar felt her fingers slowly tracing the length of her thighs as the psionic grinned wildly at her.

Shalimar let her body go limp as she sunk further down into the bubbling water around her. She was so turned on she couldn't tell where her wetness ended and the tubs began. Her eyes widened as the psionic suddenly stood up in front of her as if to offer her that beautiful temple of a body. Shalimar took in the sight of the goddess before her as the water glistened off her perfect, curvaceous body.

Emma smiled at seeing Shalimar's insatiable lust for her. She braced her hands on the ferals shoulders and slowly wiggled herself atop the feral. Emma spread Shalimar's thighs with her own before bracing both of hers aside the ferals. She could feel the heat Shalimar was generating despite the warmth of the hot tub around them. She would've sworn the temperature in the water had just shot up a hundred degrees at their intimate touching.

Despite being in front of the massage jets, Shalimar was finding it increasing difficult to relax with the psionic grinding herself atop her lap.

"You like that?" Emma asked in a low voice as she starred seductively at the feral beneath her.

"Oh yeah," Shalimar replied. She opened her mouth to allow for some air to enter her lungs as her breathing was steadily increasing with every fiery touch. She wrapped her arms around the psionics hips to pull her in as close as she could. She smiled as she felt the dampness of the water on her soft breasts as Emma pressed them against her own hardened nipples. Emma brought her lips down to trace the length of Shalimar's mouth in slow, teasing brushes. Shalimar's spine tingled as she felt the soft breath of the psionic entering her very own mouth. She trembled with desire as Emma slowly began to rub her breasts against her own rock hard buds.

Shalimar let her lips explore Emma's perfect face as she placed delicate kisses across the smooth skin of her cheeks and jaw line. Emma took Shalimar's face in her hands and brought their lips together in a kiss that made Shalimar thank God she was sitting for her knees would've gone out on her completely. Emma smiled as she ended their kiss to stare the feral deep in the eyes. Shalimar smiled as she looked the psionic over as her legs throbbed at the thought of that beautiful face between her thighs.

Shalimar felt the psionics mouth return to her again for more kisses that left her dizzy and tingling. She thought she heard a noise coming from behind but quickly pushed the thought out of her consciousness as she was too enraptured by Emma's kisses to care.

"Hey," Emma said softly as she pulled her face from the ferals. "I think someone's at the door." Emma traced her finger down the ferals jaw line and pushed her forehead to hers.

"I don't care," Shalimar said as she began kissing the psionic once more with more passion.

Shalimar heard the distant bangs on the door behind them and ignored them favoring kissing the sweet psionics beautiful skin. She kissed and licked the glistening water drops that ran down Emma's perfectly smooth skin. Shalimar closed her eyes at the sensations of being so close to Emma provided her mind and body with. She heard the distant pounds seeming to pull her away from her task. Shalimar groaned with annoyance and pulled her head back to look at the door. She turned herself back around only to find Emma had disappeared. Confusion and panic quickly spread across her face.

"Emma? Emma where are you?"

The pounding at the door made her jump and she turned to see herself lying in her bed, sweating. Shalimar took a deep breath and placed a hand over her heart to feel its fierce beating. She felt the sweat running down her thigh before dripping down to her already wet sheets. Shalimar pushed the twisted sheets off her sweaty body and headed over to the door to open it. She was shocked to see Emma standing before her in her slip.

"Shal, you ok? I heard you screaming."

"Screaming?"

"Yeah. Is something wrong?"

Shalimar looked the psionic up and down and tried not to imagine what she must look like under the white, virginal garment. It looked to be silk and Shalimar contemplated if it was as soft as the psionics skin as she held back the urge to run her hands the length of her body.

"Are you ok?" the psionic reiterated at Shalimar's silence.

"Oh, yeah," Shalimar answered as she brought her hand up to her head. "I was just dreaming." Shalimar turned and made her way across the floor to sit on her bed. She looked back to notice Emma had followed her into her room.

"Oh. About what?"

"Um," Shalimar paused and swallowed hard as if to try and dislodge the nervousness in her throat. She looked to Emma and hopped she didn't notice the sexual tension surrounding her like perfume. "I don't remember."

Shalimar knew damn well what she'd been dreaming about. The same thing she'd been dreaming about for the past month. Emma and nothing else. Every time she closed her eyes she saw the psionic and felt herself tortured again by all the things she wished she could do in real life.

"Well, is there anything I can do to help you feel better?" Emma asked as she looked down to Shalimar with concern filled eyes.

"No, thanks. I'll be fine."

"Well, if you need anything, you know I'm always here for you, Shal."

"Thanks." Shalimar smiled and stood from the bed to hug the psionic. She ran her hands down the smooth slip on her back and felt her hunger growing anew. "It's nothing a cold shower can't fix." Shalimar smiled as their embraced was ended. "Thanks again."

"Anytime. See ya later. Goodnight."

Emma smiled and turned to leave. Shalimar caught herself staring at the psionics form as she exited the room.

"Yep, that's what dreams are made of," Shalimar said as she headed into the bathroom and closed the door.